Saturday, March 15, 2008

Yellow Heat in Yellow Eyes

I saw lonesome it was the sun thrown
A single coin into a wishing well
Then at once I knew how to be alone
Knew how mightily majesty could swell
And deflate to leave behind only crust
A crude reminder that glory can dim
And if we remain for too long we rust
The coin spun round stood upright on the rim
I saw companionship it was my cat
Taking a large bite from an ear of mine
Then at once he gazed up took back and sat
I learned so much love from the stark feline
I will not throw my coin into the black
But watch the sun with my cat resting back

1 comment:

My Idea of Fun said...

A crude reminder that glory can dim
And if we remain for too long we rust

I have loved this poem since you wrote it. I'm really glad I could see it again.